Dressed as a wealthy dude and spoiled

When he came out of the bathroom, Song Jingyao's movements were as slow as a snail, and he didn't know how to face Shen Xiuzhu.

Oh shit!He is so beautiful!Seduce people everywhere!How can I bear it!

Song Jingyao gritted his teeth secretly, feeling that he was going to suffocate to death.

In order not to overwhelm the male lead, or suffocate himself, Song Jingyao decided to go to other people's room for a night.

Song Jingyao was a little timid, and he didn't dare to look at Shen Xiuzhu. It was obvious that he was going to sleep elsewhere, so why did he feel a little guilty?

He scratched his hair, his eyes drifted, "I suddenly remembered that I asked Xiao Chen to play games together, I went to his room, it might be very late, I will sleep there..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Jingyao felt a sudden chill on the back of his neck, with a strong sense of crisis. He raised his head suddenly and saw Shen Xiuzhu's cold gaze. The next second, he was easily lifted up and thrown onto the bed.

The mattress was very elastic and soft. Song Jingyao suddenly fell into it and bounced it a couple of times. He was a little stunned, and his hair curled up messily, turning into a foolishly frizzy head.

Shen Xiuzhu stared at him condescendingly, "Stay here, don't go anywhere."

Song Jingyao could tell that Shen Xiuzhu was angry.

This state must not be messed with.

Therefore, he was obedient for a second, and nodded obediently, expressing that he would definitely not go anywhere.

Shen Xiuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his dark pupils, with a bit of dampness after taking a bath, his cheeks were pale pink, soft and sweet, and when he looked at people without blinking, he was even more adorable.

Immediately, Shen Xiuzhu's icy face softened slightly, and he looked at it for a while before entering the bathroom.

Song Jingyao heaved a sigh of relief when the overwhelming pressure was gone, and patted his chest.

Half-demon means half-demon. Shen Xiuzhu is not an ordinary human being. He has an obvious animal nature. He usually seems to be lazily hibernating and is gentle and harmless. Once he gets angry, he is still very scary.

However, Song Jingyao was not afraid, but a little excited, thinking that Shen Xiuzhu was so handsome just now!

After all, even if he knew that Shen Xiuzhu was the hero, Song Jingyao couldn't simply regard him as a paper man with a fixed personality.They grew up together, and they are so familiar, they can almost be said to be the closest people other than their parents.

Therefore, Song Jingyao never subconsciously felt that Shen Xiuzhu would hurt him.

Because of trust, he jumped up and down unscrupulously.

Song Jingyao sat on the bed, grabbed two handfuls of hair randomly, and messed up the semi-wet hair even more. He lowered his head, his ears on both sides were red, thought for a while, and gently crawled to the edge of the bed and got out of bed. I found the shoes and put them on, and I haven't taken two steps yet.

Suddenly a voice came from the bathroom, "Where are you going?"

Song Jingyao was startled, and turned his head to look at the bathroom like a ghost. The glass was still foggy and didn't come through. How did he know he was leaving?

... There are monsters, so there shouldn't be any spiritual power, so Niubi can perceive his position, right?

Song Jingyao, who originally wanted to sneak away, could only smirk, "I'll blow my hair with a hairdryer."

Shen Xiuzhu hummed vaguely.

Always feeling a staring gaze, Song Jingyao turned around and obediently took the hairdryer, sat on the bedside to blow his hair, sighed and sighed again.

Did this guy turn into a snake and have beast nature?It's eerie, and the prey in its own territory can't move around?Do you know that Lao Tzu is gay?Go away for your safety.

At this time, Shen Xiuzhu came out of the bathroom with a body full of steam. The water was dripping with a fresh and handsome monster, with a white nightgown and long dark green hair like a waterfall. He was simply an ancient handsome man who came out of an ink painting.

Song Jingyao couldn't help shaking his head.

As soon as Shen Xiuzhu came out, he walked directly towards Song Jingyao and sat down next to him. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he stuck very close.

Song Jingyao stammered: "What, what?"

Shen Xiuzhu was very indifferent, "Blow your hair."

Song Jingyao: "...Oh."